In my life, I never imagine that I will be exiled from my land someday. As I am the great man, it should not happen on me.
It was the funeral of Ezuedu. As he was a great warrior who took three of the clan’s four titles, his funeral is large and elaborate. The men beat drums and fire their guns. But, what when wrong with my gun? It accidentally goes off and kills Ezeudu’s sixteen-year-old son. Then, was silent. Looking at the lifeless body, I knew I must take the responsibility on it. Without any doubt, I was required to take my family for exile for seven years. The men from Ezuedu’s quarters burn my buildings and kill my animals to cleanse the village for my sin. It happens to me. Is it because I had killed Ikemefuna and cause the hurtful to the well-being and solidarity of the clan and its traditions? Facing the punishment, I did not have any question. Through the punishment, it will help to stave off anger, resentment, and ultimately revenge. I had taken every valuable belonging with me. When I looked at the bare land where was once rich before. I felt empty. What I had built up for those years are now became ashes. I had nothing, I only had my family me and now we had to move on to my mother’s natal village, Mbata.
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Source I packed my properties and left |
I feel glad that my friend, Obierika came to visit me during my second year of exile and he brings several bags of cowries to me. From here, the tight bond of friendship between us is shown. Somehow, I was overwhelmed by his visit as he still cares and helps me a lot when I am in the hardship. Thank you, my friend.
I have a new hope towards my return after the seven years. I will work hard as possible I could and prove that I am the man who can always succeed.